Drawn in, is it too late?
I knew this would be my fate.
Too far behind or too far ahead?
Too late for a fate, or I be dead
The darkness pulls in, light fades away
Sometimes I hear you say, "The darkness fades away."
But even if I say, "It's not alright."
Somehow, someway, the darkness fades in the night
Maybe it'll turn around, maybe I'll be found
Within this dark abyss full of a miss
A miss at being sane, to miss being sane
To miss you, the life we have
Maybe with you, this world will be
Hopefully it's everything we expected
Sometimes it's not too late,
It's never too late.
5/6/16
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ShaneM Original Poetry Collection
PoetryTW: Dark and graphic emotions/thoughts. I am updating this collection of poetry as I have kind of left it alone for a long time. I started this in 2017, and while I have written many poems over the years, I have also stopped writing for a long time...
